2 Samuel 18:19-33
The Voice
19 After Absalom’s death, Ahimaaz, Zadok’s son, spoke to Joab.
Ahimaaz: Let me hurry to the king with the good news that the Eternal One has given him victory over his enemies.
Joab: 20 You’re not going to carry news today. Maybe some other day, but not today, for today the news that matters most is that the king’s son is dead.
21 (to the Cushite) Go and tell the king what you have seen.
The Cushite bowed in obedience to Joab, then he began running to bring the news to David.
Ahimaaz: 22 Whatever happens, I want to run after the Cushite.
Joab: Why would you want to follow, even though you have nothing to gain?
Ahimaaz: 23 Regardless of what happens, I am going to run.
Joab: OK, then. Run.
Ahimaaz ran, and going by way of the plain, he outran the Cushite.
24 Now David sat waiting between the gates. A guard went up to the roof of the gates by the wall, and he saw a man running toward them. 25 He shouted to alert the king, and David responded.
David: If he is alone, he comes with good news.
As the messenger drew near, 26 the guard saw a second man running.
Guard (to the gatekeeper): Another man is running by himself.
David: Then he also has good news.
Guard: 27 From the way he runs, I’d say the first one is Ahimaaz, Zadok’s son.
David: He is a good man, and he comes bearing good news.
28 And as Ahimaaz approached, he shouted to the king.
Ahimaaz: All is well!
He dropped to honor the king, his face to the ground.
Ahimaaz: Praise the Eternal One, your True God, who has given us victory over those who raised their hands against you, my lord and king.
David: 29 But how is my son Absalom?
Ahimaaz: When Joab sent me, your servant, there was still an uproar; but I don’t know what was happening.
David: 30 Make way for this next messenger. Move over here.
Ahimaaz turned aside, keeping still and quiet. 31 So the Cushite arrived and greeted the king.
Cushite: I have good news, my lord and king! The Eternal has today taken your side and delivered you from all those who rose up against you!
David: 32 But what about young Absalom?
Cushite: May all your enemies and all those who wish the king harm be as that young man is now!
33 Then the king was stricken with grief. He went to a chamber over the gateway and wept as he went.
David: O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you, Absalom, my son, my son!
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